A Broken Frame

When we could see the end crashing near
You used to say
The future made you jealous
This world might replace us
But I never could

You paint such pretty pictures
Didn't you realize
It was just me and you in them
You might have found the exit
But I am still stuck in them

This illusion remains
It won't fade away
Within mirror neurons
Confidence becomes a con
That I no longer want

A silver cross, a golden rose
Never meant to be that close
Magic practiced in reverse
Broken strings of a curse
I wish you free and also wish that for me